Chapter 340: Because I like warmth 144

In the night, two children are playing in the house. When they are warm and warm, they drink tea in the hall.
The number of warmth can be seen as a matter of ignorance and ignorance. I couldn’t help but ask her because of fear. "What happened?"
"I don't know if it was too tired to go on the road a few days ago. When I went to Meiyuan, I felt like I saw my brother..."
It was said that the number was warm and stunned. Obviously, I did not expect that the mind of Wen Zhizhi was about her brother.
She naturally knows that Wen’s younger brother was killed in the wash of Seoul four years ago, and he has been reluctant to recall the disaster. Now the old things are re-emphasized, and the restlessness in her heart has faintly rushed. Come up.
"Is it too tired?"
It is Beichuan, far from Seoul.
She couldn't think of any possibility, and Wen's younger brother would appear in Meiyuan in Beichuan.
Wen Zhi felt a bitter smile, "Yes."
Even the number of warmth feels so ridiculous, probably just her own illusion.
"Don't think too much." The number warmed to comfort her.
I don't know if it's the old thing to mention. Wen Zhizhi always has a thorn in it, so she feels the pain clearly. She can't help but ask for the warmth. "Have you thought about it?"
The number of warmth is low, and I don’t look at Wen Zhi’s, and whispered,
No.

"I... Sometimes when I look at Xiaojian, my heart is very complicated. You know what you are doing. Xiaojian is really like him. I can’t help but think about the words that he finally said to me. I understand that he is him, Xiao Jian is Xiao Jian..."
"You think enough." A few warm looked up at her and said, "Small Jane is a small Jane, so that is enough."
When Ji Xuanbai thought about it, she didn't know it, but Wen Zhizhi had been watching her in these years. Wen Zhizhi never treated Xiaojian with hate. Wen Zhizhi really took Xiao Jian as himself. A child's child loves to teach.
"Is this always going to be?" Wen Zhiji smiled and smiled a bit bitter.
"Who will know about the future, but doing it right now is probably the only thing we can do now."
......
In the childish room.
The young child sat on the couch and lowered her head slightly. The two little hands were very smart and focused on turning the lock of Kong Ming in her hand. After studying it for a while, she untied Kong Mingsuo and put it on the gentle table that was being written. On the face, I looked at Wen Jian quietly.
Wen Ji Dun lived a pen that had not yet written a line of words, looked up at the childish, and gave her a vertical thumb, and even said three times, "Wen Jane is a big fool."
The bet that succeeded in the bet bent his lips and was very satisfied with the nod.
"Childly, will you give me a gift when you are Chinese New Year?"
The childish eyes looked at him with a sigh of relief and shook his head.
Wen Jian is not lost. She looks at her and says, "Then I have to give you a present. This gift can be different from last year."
The young girl licked the long curled eyelashes and asked him: What is it?
Wen Jian has a few proud eyes: "Don't tell you."
Qing Zhi looked at him and took Kong Mingsuo back and went down to play, not chatting with him.
But after all, it was a little girl. After a while, she was stunned by her little Jane brother.
But the time of Wenzhi’s coming is not long. After all, the year is approaching, there are many things to be busy. Therefore, after playing in Beichuan for a few days, Wenzhi has to bring Wenjian back.
However, the two little guys are carrying the adults in the back and agreeing to stay with the New Year.